Running

The Sukshma Series

The Sukshma Series is a first-hand account of an educated woman of post-colonial India reflecting on how the social and political set-up of the country defined the status of an Indian woman.

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YOU UPEND THE WORLD: IN MEMORIAM, TULSA RACE MASSACRE 1921

IN MEMORIAM, TULSA RACE MASSACRE 1921

Memory is the sense of loss and loss pulls us after it.Marilynne Robinson, Housekeeping The air tonight invites the dense warren of smoke from your…

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Live Fast or Die

Live Fast or Die

This is a perpetual mourning poem. If you were told to livefast, you’ll be aghast at life’s stretch,a thing too long for haiku, sinceelegies have…

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Meaningless Terabytes and Featherless Wings

Meaningless Terabytes and Featherless Wings

All this contradictory newsobviously spewsdigitized perplexities of truth: clattering electrons andcross-eyed geesesparkly and smartly sneezing liberal this, conservative that; flying smack-dabbit into windowstranslucent glass walls…

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Seeing You Even When You're Gone

Seeing You Even When You’re Gone

Time will bring relief, you all have lied   –Edna St. Vincent Millay On the freeway, a cop cruiser pulls beside me in the hiss of…

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Wild Turkey

Wild Turkey

A rafter in the back woods:five toms and eighteen hens,a remnant of the Pilgrim myththat predicated genocide. Bobbing heads and fanned tails,almost our national bird….

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the loved wrong of hey alfred prufrock

the loved wrong of hey alfred prufrock

let us go then you and Iwhen the evening has wretchedly passed and diedlike cremations sanctified far gone unstablelet us so through curtained half-perverted sweetsthe…

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Anybody's Guess

Anybody’s Guess

A jar of sea salt rests on the table     Of the woman whose home is at the edge      of the pavement in middle Vermont.Close…

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On Top of the Game

On Top of the Game

I mean like this morning.While streaming 24/7.Somebody’s hijab blew off. Tagging the rotunda of intersectionality.Shooting the pier of othering.The quality of the rip unsurpassed. An…

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Violated

The Sukshma Series

The Sukshma Series is a first-hand account of an educated woman of post-colonial India reflecting on how the social and political set-up of the country defined the status of an Indian woman.

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Walk With Me

Walk With Me

We look at the world once, in childhood.The rest is memory.Louise Glück These streets birthed a humdrum infancy,a Salvadoran consistency.The calmness of tortillas, thick, our…

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Mandir

Mandir

I found a mandir once in Kathmandu,Enclosed in vines, surrounded by a street, With no door visible, its carvings worn…And asked which god it was devoted…

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Psalm for A# 208485031

Psalm for A# 208485031

Salif says you got fat in detention. Brother,how do you laugh with your teeth showing?We starved you in Alabama, they burned downyour house, your motorcycle,…

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Haiku Soup & Try

Haiku Soup & Try

Haiku Soup Swimming in haiku —A natural progression,Drowning in it too Try Try not to break, eggs Your mother won’t forgive meWhile she’s simmering

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Pyrolatry

Pyrolatry

            I’ve had this mistress since the dawn of time – who wears a smoke-ruined perfume that leaves me a dizzy fool – Flowerage de Feu…

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the aftermath

the aftermath

We begin to believe in the collapseof trees / sky folded like a hand,an hourglass wasting sand. Can we contain the catastrophe?The park is in…

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Bangles

The Sukshma Series

The Sukshma Series is a first-hand account of an educated woman of post-colonial India reflecting on how the social and political set-up of the country defined the status of an Indian woman.

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After the Diagnosis: First Days in Greece

After the Diagnosis: First Days in Greece

Thin sheaths of ashborn of forest firefallaround merest in my hairstick to  sweaty skinRubbing eyesclouds my visionRubbing armsturns my skin greyLayer upon layerash fallsI stand pierced by…

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Another Life

Another Life

In another life, I was paintedOut of the picture, By the Table, Scummed up with oil layered likePremature common lilac leaves Peering down. I am sat next…

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Rejection

Rejection

The letter comes from a far countryon an early April evening, when the moon is fulland stars run quietly. The good earth, bored with the fecund promise…

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